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Courageous Chuck E. Cheese A Short Story by iCrusty Cat

Freddie Benson looked at the greasy pizza in his hands and felt concerned that it was actually made out of children.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his filthy surroundings. He had always hated how noisy Chuck E. Cheese’s Pizza Time Theatre was, with its ugly, nightmare-inducing animatronics. It was a place that increased his tendency to feel concerned.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Chuck E. Cheese. Chuck was a hideous monster with dirty feet and slimy buck teeth.

Freddie gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. Chuck was a predatory, malicious, soda drinker who is a giant rat. Freddie’s friends saw him as an amused, adorable angel. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved his love interest, Carly Shay, who is now in Italy. Freddie updates the website once in a while.

But not even a angelic person who had once jumped into a river and saved a love interest, was prepared for what Chuck had in store today.

The rain hammered like swarming bees, making Freddie unstable.

As Freddie stepped outside and Chuck came closer, he could see the warm glint in his eye. “I need to update the iCarly website because Sam is in Los Angeles and Carly is in Florence,” Freddie nervously gulped.

"I am here because I wanna fucking eat you and stuff you in my suit," Chuck bellowed, in a creepy tone. He slammed his fist against Freddie's chest, with the force of 1484 elephants. "I fucking hate you, Freddie Benson."

Freddie looked back, even more unstable and still concerned about the greasy pizza. "Chuck, what do you even want from me," he replied.

They looked at each other with horrified feelings, like two disturbed, decaying bodies in an abandoned basement. The two enemies were at a very colorful birthday party, which had pop music playing in the background and two best friends dancing to the beat.

Suddenly, Chuck lunged forward and tried to punch Freddie in the face. Quickly, Freddie grabbed a heavy sledgehammer and brought it down on Chuck's skull.

Chuck's feet trembled and his filthy hands wobbled. He looked angry, his body raw like a shriveled, plastic toy.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Chuck E. Cheese was dead.

Freddie Benson went outside and drove himself back to his apartment to alert his overprotective mother about what happened.

THE END

Brave Chuck E. Cheese A Short Story by iCrusty Cat Chuck E. Cheese had always loved noisy Chuck E. Cheese’s Pizza TIme Theatre with its annoying, annoyed animatronics. It was a place where he felt sad.

He was a brave, sympathetic, soda drinker with furry feet and fat heads. His friends saw him as a snotacular, spicy serial killer. Once, he had even helped a faffdorking little boy recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of man he was.

Chuck walked over to the window and reflected on his yucky surroundings. The rainy teased like running rats.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Freddie Benson. Freddie was a cowardly angel with big feet and grey heads.

Chuck gulped. He was not prepared for Freddie.

As Chuck stepped outside and Freddie came closer, he could see the queenlike smile on his face.

"I am here because I want Permission to film iCarly," Freddie bellowed, in a witty tone. He slammed his fist against Chuck's chest, with the force of 3793 birds. "I frigging love you, Chuck E. Cheese."

Chuck looked back, even more afraid and still fingering the ugly pizza. "Freddie, I am going to flipping eat you alive," he replied.

They looked at each other with horrified feelings, like two disturbed, diced dogs hiding at a very predatory birthday party, which had pop music playing in the background and two creepy uncles murdering to the beat.

Suddenly, Freddie lunged forward and tried to punch Chuck in the face. Quickly, Chuck grabbed the ugly pizza and brought it down on Freddie's skull.

Freddie's big feet trembled and his grey heads wobbled. He looked shocked, his body raw like an amused, anxious animatronics.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Freddie Benson was dead.

Chuck E. Cheese went back inside and made himself a nice drink of soda.

THE END

August 2021 update
The young man sighed. He didn’t want to be here. His name was Freddie Benson and he had a suspicion. As he looked at his greasy pizza in his hands, he felt more and more concerned that it was actually made out of children.

He walked towards the window and began reflecting on how filthy the place actually was. He had always hated how eerie Chuck E. Cheese’s Pizza Time Theatre was, with its unsettling, bloodcurdling automatons. It was a place that increased his tendency to feel concerned.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Chuck E. Cheese. Chuck E. was a hideous monster with scraggly fur and slimy buck teeth.

Freddie gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. Chuck was a predatory, malicious, soda drinker who is a giant rat. Freddie’s friends saw him as an amused, adorable angel. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved his love interest, Carly Shay, who is now in Italy. Freddie updates the website once in a while.

But not even a angelic person who had once jumped into a river and saved a love interest, was prepared for what Chuck had in store today.

The rain hammered like swarming bees, making Freddie unstable.

As Freddie stepped outside and Chuck came closer, he could see the warm glint in his eye. “I need to update the iCarly website because Sam is in Los Angeles and Carly is in Florence,” Freddie nervously gulped.

"I am here because I wanna fucking eat you and stuff you in my suit," Chuck bellowed, in a creepy tone. He slammed his fist against Freddie's chest, with the force of 1484 elephants. "I fucking hate you, Freddie Benson."

Freddie looked back, even more unstable and still concerned about the greasy pizza. "Chuck, what do you even want from me," he replied.

They looked at each other with horrified feelings, like two disturbed, decaying bodies in an abandoned basement. The two enemies were at a very colorful birthday party, which had pop music playing in the background and two best friends dancing to the beat.

In an act of desperation, Freddie lunged toward Chuck, who sneakily grabbed a heavy sledgehammer and brought it down on Freddie’s skull.

Freddie’s feet trembled and his filthy hands wobbled. He looked angry, his body raw like a shriveled, plastic toy.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Freddie was dead.